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Jul 2016
Passing through my veins
Power like electric current
Reaching my head and
Pricking like sharp nails
Vision of lights twirls
Pulling me deep into it
Black designs of shadows
In front of my eyes
Making my vision so weak
Artists of the main drama
Problems,issues and tensions
Dancing on my head of floor
Stamping so strong and
Utilising the full stage
Of my body till toe
Trying hard to stop them
And pull them out of my head
With the help of a pillow
Turning left and right
Defending them like a
Princess from an evil witch
Lost all my strength within
Surrendering them my
My, sleepless nights !
Most of us might have gone through such sleepless nights !
Prathipa Nair
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Prathipa Nair
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